And so the point emerges.

Despite how many of you there are, one person, one great person with a vision conquers over the weak many. You abandoned your little plan for a lovely debate about New Vegas factions at the drop of a hat. And, what do you know...? My way, my silly little Fallout lyrics game, proved to be so much better by all of your own admissions.

For all your high-minded ideals, you have forgone your principles and been dragged down to my level, crudely trying to imitate me by editing polls and posting song lyrics - just as I knew you would. Find your own way? Haha! Why bother, mine's better! What this little exercise proves is simple. The NCR is nothing compared to the Courier, and the EoFF NCR is nothing compared to me. One person conquered you.

No gods, no masters, goodnight vienna. Ain't that a kick in the head?